The Anatomy of Fighting with Pete Townshend

by Regis Boff

We were not friends but there was a curiosity between us. Sometime later I heard Keith Moon say to him, “You know he is never going to forgive you”. Townshend made me doubt myself. He did make me cry, as he said he would the first day I met him.
Their manager confronted me in the lobby of a hotel, in front of everyone, the morning after a difficult incident between Pete and me and urged me to forgive him. In Bill’s words,” He told you he was sorry. He did that for you, you have to allow it to be enough.”.
In real life, it is never a good idea to imagine you know someone. It is barely passably accurate to say you recognize yourself let alone another.
No one was a fool inside the touring party of The Who. These people were smart. Nothing was new to them. We had all passed the humiliation test. Band included. Rock bands live in vacuums. They move from city to city and encounter people who are affected by them while they are not at all.
The Who never treated the people around them badly. But if you were with them, closely, day to day you had better watch out. You had to remember who you were. And that’s what made it so much fun.
It was the first time in my life I forgave someone who had seriously hurt me. I have a lifetime of frozen people. Revenge never even comes into it. I stopped worrying about retaliation early. I knew that there are ways of ignoring people that hurt them more.
The Who placed you deep in an exposure you had to live with. You needed to understand that you were less than you thought. This was in exchange for living so grandly entitled, it took your breath away.